"Ugh. I'd rather have some candied fruit."
Zheng Zetian threw away the bird claws and spine in his hands, wiping the blood that had splattered on his face and mouth. With his left hand, he reached into his robe and pulled out the Supreme Thirty-Six Divine Thunderfire Banner, raising it high above his head. Channeling the mystical energy of Qingxia, lightning shone from his palm, and the Yimu True Thunder gleamed like a bright pearl. He absorbed the power from the monstrous bird into the magical artifact, lighting up four thunder pearls. A several-zhang-long lightning whip appeared in his hand, which he swung through the thick smoke surrounding him.
The sound of crackling explosions erupted! "Eeeeeeeek" came a chorus of shrieks! There were clearly still many monstrous birds in the smoke, and with a single sweep of the lightning whip, their skin split open, and blood, feathers, severed fingers, and eyeballs scattered to the ground.
